"Smithy wait..."But it was too late he had flown around the corner in a rage. Storming outside the station he looked around, what did he do should he visit her and get it over and done with or just put it to the back of his mind like he had done for the past five years? As much as she had hurt him she was still his mother, the same woman who loved and cherished him throughout his life. He decided he should go but only on the grounds of an explanation, why was she doing this to him?

The hospital was a tall building, at least 7 storeys; walking through the main doors he smelt the stench that filled his lungs every time her entered here. He hadn't stayed long enough to ask Gina where she was situated so he thought has best bet was to enquire at the main reception.

"I don't suppose ya could tell me where Lynne Smith is could ya'?" he asked in that bold accent,

Checking the database the ladies face seemed puzzled,

"Im afraid we don't have anyone under the name of Lynn Smith" she replied

"But ya' must ave"he said, even more confused than she was.

"Im sorry"

Accepting that there were no records Smithy turned his back and walked through the building, it was far too cold at the moment to go outside. His pace slowed and sharply turned to a halt when he was faced with a notice board. A grid had been drawn on it in those wipe able pens, they reminded Smithy of the ones in CID. But it was not the pens that caught his attention for it was the information in the grid. In each section was a persons name; he gathered it was a bed plan. To the far right of the board stated the name 'LYNN JACOBS' in a scruffy capitalised writing. If he was right then she was here, he peered through the glass panel in the door and his eyes focused in on a frail middle-aged woman. He couldn't believe his eyes; she looked terrible to see her in such a state conjured up a whirlwind of emotions inside him. Feeling the warm moisture rolling down his cheek, he wiped his pale complexion. It was too late, he was already here, and if it were not for the administration error he would have had seen her anyway. He opened the fireproof door and inhaled a large dose of air; his large feet pounded the floor as he walked over to the corner of the room. The woman was peering out of the window, although they were in the middle of London there was some pleasing beauty in the hospital gardens that lay outside of the window, even he could see that.

Giving two coughs he finally plucked up the courage to speak,

"Hi" although it was short it said everything he needed to say at that point in time.

Turning round quickly but at a pace that she felt little discomfort in she saw him, her handsome little boy,

"Dale!" It had such pleasurable emphasis and he knew that somehow she was pleased to see him.

Silence filled the air; they were both unsure of how to progress in conversation, knowing her son would find it hard to reply Lynn found that that the onuses was on her.

"Im sorry" Feeling the guilt she dissolved into a puddle of tears, it wasn't her fault.

"Sorry for what mum, sorry for the time when ya' lost contact with me or for the time when ya' just let him hit me?" it was said in such an agitated, raised voice that it seemed everyone in the ward heard.

"I know and I wish I could have done something but you don't understand how I felt. Imagine living in fear everyday; imagine thinking that everything you did was wrong. That's how I felt, whenever you and your sister went out, I was left in a house with him on my own, all that ran through my mind was what he was about to do to me. Would it be over quick, would I still be alive after?"

"Then why when I offered you a way out did ya' just ignore it and disown me when I tried to help?" He asked

"I know it maybe hard for you to understand Dale but part of me loved him, we had been married for 20 years and had kids together he wasn't always violent towards me"

"Had been married, as far as I'm aware you still are!" He stated sarcastically.

"I've had enough of being used as a constant punch bag enough is enough, well so I thought"

"Well yeah it is enough aint it I mean you wont be near him anymore will ya'"

"So I thought but its like only he can have me, he did this to me the day he received the divorce papers Dale" she could not take it anymore the truth was finally hitting her, could she ever be safe from him?

Delving into his pocket Smithy produced a crumpled up tissue, but that was not the only thing to fly out of his pocket, falling onto the bed was a photo of a blonde headed woman…

Sorry about the shortness of the 1st chapter this ones a bit longer. Ill try and do long chapters but with a biology GCSE next week it might not be that soon. please r+r